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RANDOM SENTENCE STARTERS

Following my AUs and Prompts List from a few months back, here is a compilation of my favorite sentence starters for all your writing needs.

Because most of them aren’t mine, credits are at the end.

SHORT

“Marry me.”

“Do you want me to leave?”

“You are not going without me.”

“I can’t believe you!”

“I swear it won’t happen again.”

“What did you say?”

“I’m not jealous.”

"You’re jealous, aren’t you?”

“We can’t keep doing this.”

“Are you sure this is legal?”

“Isn’t this amazing?”

“I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

“Stay the night. Please.”

“You can’t die. Please don’t die.”

“Run away with me.”

“You did WHAT?”

“Quit whining.”

“Get outta my sight!”

“Why are you so annoying?”

“Were you ever going to tell me?”

"Never in a million years.”

“Don’t ask me that…”

“I might have had a few shots.”

“What’s with the box?”

“W- What are you doing?”

“Say it!”

“I could kiss you right now!”

“Are you done with that?”

“What’s going on here?”

“Stop pinning this on me! You started it!”

“It’s your fault we’re in this mess.”

“Did you do this on purpose?!”

“Kiss me.”

“Are you still awake..?”

“Excuse you?”

“This is all your fault!”

“I can’t believe you dragged me into this.”

“Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!”

“I shouldn’t be in love with you!”

“It’s not fair!”

“I could kill you right now!”

“Knock it off!”

“Screw you!”

“You’re a complete moron!”

“I love this song!”

“I can’t be in love with you!”

“Make me.”

“Don’t tempt me.”

“I hate you.”

“You are infuriating!”

“Just shut up already.”

“That doesn’t even make sense.”

“Bite me.”

“Eat me.”

“Kiss my ass.”

“Just admit I’m right.”

“Just admit you’re wrong.”

“You are being ridiculous!”

“That’s irrational.”

“Listen to me!”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”

“Don’t yell at me.”

“That’s it. End of discussion.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“You shouldn’t have said that.”

“Fuck you!”

“Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.”

“How dare you?”

“I dare you!” 

“It’s you, it’s always been you.” 

“Well this is awkward…”

“Just pretend to be my date”.  

MISCELLANEOUS

“Are you really gonna leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”

“The planet is fine. The people are fucked.”

“I just did some calculations, and I’ve been able to determine that you’re full of shit.”

“You know what I like most about people? Pets.”

“Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they’d lock us up?”

“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.”

“I don’t hate you.. I just don’t like that you exist.”

“Love is the jelly to sunshine’s peanut butter. And if I tell you that I’m in sandwich with you, I’m not just saying it to get in your Ziploc bag.”

“Do things that make you happy within the confines of the legal system.”

“Did you really just insult Captain America in front of me?”

“Can I touch your boob?”

“It’s not that you’re wrong, exactly, you’re just extremely not right.”

“You shouldn’t be trusted with small children, should you?”

“Give me cake or give me death.”

“On a scale from, ’I can sometimes make important phone calls without crying’ to ’I have a stable job with a steady income, a spouse who loves me, a dog, and two kids who are screwed up minimally at worst’, how much of an adult are you?”

“You think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move?”

“Despite the cliche, it’s not me, it’s you.”

“Obviously you can’t tell a woman you just met that you love her, but it sucks that you can’t.”

“No, it was my fault for thinking that you might care.”

“When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Specially then!”

“If you’re not scared, then you’re not taking a chance. If you’re not taking a chance, then what the hell are we doing anyway?”

“I think I’ve been holding myself back from falling in love with you all over again.”

“What have I told you about the toilet seat?”

“I tried to change the duvet and I got stuck inside.”

“I vote today to be a pajama day.”

“You have to tell me why were committing a felony before we do it. Not that that’s going to stop us, but at least I’ll have all the facts.”

“I don’t leave messages. If I wanted to talk to a machine, I’d talk to my VCR.”

“I can be flexible. As long as everything is exactly the way I want it, I’m totally flexible.”

“You know we’re suppose to be together. I knew it the first time I saw you, and you know it, too. I know you do.”

“Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”

“I’m not going to apologise for this. Not anymore.”

“What I hear when I’m being yelled at is people caring loudly at me.”

“I am NOT crying, okay?! I’m allergic to jerks!”

“This would not happen if I had a penis!”

“That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”

“All nighter, you and me. First one to fall sleep buys the other dinner.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever played spin the bottle.”

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to touch your butt.”

“I’m ok, thank you. Just please, stop talking to me.”

“To the night you’ll never remember!”

“Excuse me, did the 12:15 bus come by already?”

“Could I sit here? All the other tables are full.”

“Are you meeting someone here? Because.. I think I’m that person.”

“You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!”

“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”

“Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his/her cake hole.”

“I’m not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren’t even hot.”

“You better take care of that car or I swear I’ll haunt your ass!”

“This is the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.“

“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”

“I could do that, but could doesn’t mean would.”

“You cannot fathom the immensity of the fucks I don’t give.”

“You’re like, five feet tall. How you gonna reach me, shortie?”

"I recognize that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it”

“Do you need me to kill someone for you?”

“Look out where you’re going, asshole!”

“Fuck the sandwich guy!”

“I did not mean for stripping to come out of this.”

“The whole street is blocked off. The police won’t tell us anything, but I think there’s been some kind of attack… Maybe a bomb?”

“Oh my god, are you okay? I’m calling the police. I think I saw who did this to you.”

“I’m weird, you’re weird, we could have weird little babies and live weirdly ever after if it wasn’t for the fact I find you repulsive.”

“There is nothing wrong with planning a wedding with a video game character.”

“I’m gonna lay down and die for like half hour okay?”  

“There’s been some real friction in our friend group lately. I suggest an orgy to save our friendships.”

“It’s midnight, what do you want?”

“I think I know how to use a bed.”

“If I wake up in the morning and I’m dead… Wait.”

“You are completely unfit to handle a child.”

“We have to get out of this place. It is EVIL.”

“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”

“When in doubt curl into the fetal position and give up on life.”

“It’s not a double date, we’re just third and forth wheeling.”

PREGNANCY

“I have something to tell you…”

“I think I’m pregnant.”

“I’m pregnant!”

“When were you going to tell me that you’re pregnant?”

“You’re smart and successful with an adorable belly.”

“$50 bucks says it’s a girl/boy.”

“Pregnancy suits you…”

“Hello little one. We can’t wait to meet you…”

“I’ll just be in the bathroom throwing my fucking guts up because our unborn kid wants to be a dick!”

“There’s someone I’d like you to meet…”

“Shh… He/she’s sleeping..”

“I have a special surprise for you. Close your eyes and follow me.”

“No, no, no, no, no, we aren’t ready… We aren’t ready for kids yet!”

“Oh, gosh, I felt it! I felt a kick!”

FLUFF

“Your hair is so soft…”

“You’re so cute when you pout like that!”

“Just relax, I’ll wash your hair for you.”

“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”

“What, does that feel good?”

“HA! I found a weak-spot on you, didn’t I?”

“Are you wearing my shirt?”

“You are ridiculously comfortable…”

“I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with…”

“You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this…”

“You’re beautiful, you know that?”

“We should get a puppy!”

STARGAZING

“Aren’t they beautiful?”

“These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.”

“Shooting star, make a wish.”

“It’s actually a comet, but I’ll still make one.”

“Imagine if it could always be this way, even in the city.”

“Never thought something so beautiful could exist in nature…”

“Wouldn’t it be cool to name a star after yourself?”

“Y'know, your roof may not be the safest place for us to stargaze.”

“This is why you made me drive three hours out into the middle of nowhere?”

“Is that a– Wait, no, just an airplane.”

“I wouldn’t mind falling asleep out here.

FLIRTY/SUGGESTIVE/SEXUAL

“Did you just… finish?”

“They always make shower sex sound so appealing, but honestly, this is getting dangerous.”

“I’m not actually feeling anything.”

“Are you getting any closer?”

“Why do they make this look so easy in all those porn movies?! This hurts like fuck!”

“Did something just happen? You’re not turned on anymore.”

“Shit sorry, am I going too fast?”

“Wow, you’re hot.”

“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

“Hey, I’m open minded.”

“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”

“I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”

“I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?”

“I see someone’s happy to see me.”

“I saw that. You just checked me out.”

“You know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex.”

“Take off your clothes.”

“Tell all those other guys/girls you don’t need them ‘cause you got me.”

“Don’t give me that face, it’s so cute I might not be able to hold back.”

“Boobs are really just squishy pillows.”

“If you don’t get turned on by having your neck kissed somethings wrong with you.”

“Blasphemy! Sex solves everything.”

“I platonically want to have sex with you. No big deal.”

TEXTS

[text]: What do you want now?

[text]: Do you want to bet on that?

[text]: Guess who just got back in town.

[text]: So I might be in a hospital right now…

[text]: We can’t keep doing this anymore!

[text]: Come on, come to the party!

[text]: Can you pick me up from the bar? Too drunk to drive.

[text]: You have no clue how I feel so shut up.

[text]: I call bullshit.

[text]: You thought you could get away with that, didn’t you?

[text] I gave up great shower sex to be here so don’t say I never did anything for our friendship.

[text] Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.

[text] Also, my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall.

[text] Who says no to sex and donuts?!

[text] I know what you did last summer…

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if you’re struggling for AU ideas take a look-see at this list i wrote for my friend who dubbed it “better than the 10 commandments" 

1)     Coffee shop AU

i)       Barista and person who has a ridiculous coffee order

ii)      I’m worried about your coffee dependency

iii)     you accidentally poured boiling hot coffee over me so you’re responsible for taking me to A&E

iv)     you give me a different fake name every time you come into starbucks and I just want to know your real name bc ur cute but here I am scrawling “batman” onto your stupid cappuccino

2)      Flower shop AU

i)       You buy a weird amount of flowers and I’m concerned as to why

ii)      I’m allergic to flowers but I work in a flower shop – you’re a customer who’s very confused as to why I’d do that

iii)     (this is also a good way to incorporate flower meanings eg, buying certain colours/types for person to represent feelings etc.)

3)      Library AU

i)       You’re overdue on this book and I want it so I’m tracking u the fuck down

ii)      I work in the library and I’m a little concerned for your health bc you never stop studying

iii)     The library’s pretty empty save for you and me and OH that couple making out loudly in the shelves somewhere

4)      Awful first time meeting

i)       I accidentally punched you in the face when I was too overexcited about something

ii)      I thought you were my friend who’s just done something awful to me (read: cut my hair while I slept, dyed all of my clothes pink, etc. etc.) because you look similar from behind so I stormed up to you and shoved you from behind while calling you an asshole

iii)     You get the gist to this one

iv)     Oooh when you told me your name I thought you were joking because it’s fucking awful and I made a joke about it and things got awkward real fucking fast (perfect for a Hannibal au just saying)

5)      Weird places to meet/awkward meetings in general

i)       We live in the same block of flats but haven’t ever talked and Sunday morning we were both doing the walk of shame and had to stand in the lift together

ii)      “okay I know that being in the woods at 2am is a weird thing to be doing but my friend called me and- wait, why are you in the woods at 2am, fuck I’m going to die aren’t I?”

iii)     A personal favourite of mine – first day at a new job and oh fuck my boss is the person I drunkenly hooked up with last weekend/night

iv)     We keep accidentally running into each other I’m not a stalker I swear

v)      You live across from me in our apartments and we smile when we see each other but we don’t really know each other and oh you’re the stripper at my friend’s stag do/hen night fuck this is really uncomfortable

vi)     “My shower’s broken but I’ve got a date tonight could I possibly use your shower please?” “Oh sure (neighbour that I’ve been crushing on for the past six months) of course you can use my shower to get ready for your date (fuck fuck fuck)”

6)      Friends to romance – pining and all that wonderful shit

i)       You’ve got a date tonight and you asked for advice on what to wear but I’m so in love with you and damn you look good in the outfit I picked out for you

ii)      I really like you but you’re my best friend’s ex

iii)     You’ve liked me for ages and were really obvious about it and I didn’t like all the attention but now you’re over me I really miss it and fuck I think I like you too?

iv)     Somewhere along the way of getting into bar fights together, staying up all night with movie marathons, other friendship things, I’ve fallen in love with you but oh my god this could ruin EVERYTHING

v)      Friends with benefits oh wait I like you

7)      FAKE DATING HOLY SHIT I LIVE FOR THIS

i)       It’s my highschool reunion and I need a hot date so I can rub it in the faces of the people who hated me

ii)      My homophobic parents are coming to visit will you pretend to date me as an extra “fuck you”?

iii)     There’s a person who won’t stop bugging me will you pretend to be my partner so that they’ll fuck off?

iv)     I told my sister I have a boyfriend so she’d stop trying to set me up with people but now she’s coming to visit and I’m in too deep I need a fake boyf ASAP

8)      Soulmate aus

i)       The first words your true love(s) will say to you are tattooed on you and why the fuck are their first words something really ridiculous like ‘I’ll pay you a tenner to punch me in the face’ or ‘quick what’s your favourite animal’ or ‘fucking shit hell holy fuck wow oh my god jesus h Christ fuck me’ etc. or even worse a really ridiculous song lyric like  the opening lines of uptown funk or a high school musical song or smthing did you have to serenade me the first time you saw me asshole?

ii)      You get an ‘impression’ of your soulmate when you turn 18 or something but all I got was a strong smell of bananas or an overwhelming feeling that Thatcher was a good prime minister or an image in my mind of a fucking unicorn

iii)     The more ridiculous the better actually

iv)     Something like whenever your soulmate sings a duet you can’t help but join in and my fucking soulmate is in a goddamn band but I can’t sing for shit

v)      Or maybe something like soulmates always sneeze at the same time and I cant be sure but me and this kid in my French class just sneezed at the same time are we soulmates or was it a coincidence (proceed w character trying to make themselves sneeze around said person to see what’s what)

9)      Alternate universes for real

i)       Mermaids

ii)      Siren and asexual pirate who doesn’t understand why all his crew are losing their shit that person has a nice voice sure but what the fuck is happening

iii)     Hogwarts

iv)     We live in a world where the greek gods are real and you went and got yourself cursed and now I have to go on a fucking quest to sort this shit out why do I love you again?

v)      Pacific rim au (either they’re drift compatible or one of them is a ranger and the other stresses constantly bc what if they die yes I have read a fic like this no I didn’t come up with this one but it’s fucking good) (also if you haven’t seen that film go watch it now)

vi)     Literally any movie or book universe you like tbh just go for it

10)   Other aus that I like

i)       I wanted to go on the ferris wheel but there has to be two people to a cart come on random person let’s go oh wait are we stuck at the top? Fuck

ii)      We work in the same office and you have a goddamn squeaky chair and you wONT FUCKING STOP SQUEAKING IT BECAUSE YOU KNOW IT ANNOYS ME

iii)     Our mutual friend set us up on a blind date and I thought I’d hate it but you’re actually… kind of funny? But because I expected to hate it in no way am I going to let you change my mind just because you’re gorgeous and funny and intelligent oh no my friend is not winning this

iv)     It started to snow and I’m the only one of our friends who would go outside with you – I soon found out why none of the others would go out in the snow with you (this works best if they’re new friends who don’t know each other all that well) when you shoved a handful of snow down my back and declared snow war

v)      It’s nowhere near Christmas it’s literally still November would you calm down about Christmas wait no why are you getting the tree out no stop please stop (if you do this pre-relationship you can have the grouchy one secretly finding the other’s excitement endearing and falling in love with them actually that works for established relationship too)

vi)     Current partner got a new job in America (or other country far away) and we’re getting by on skype calls and emails but it’s not easy and then I met someone new (can be poly or can be finding the OTP person)

vii)   You want us both to get in shape and I hate working out/running but your ass looks really good in shorts oh the things I do for my friends and their nice asses

viii)  Carrying on from 10.vii. you’ve caught me checking you out in what I thought was a subtle way too many times and now you’re calling me out on it what do I do???

ix)     You’re an actor/other famous person that I really admire and I just saw you in the street and as I was debating whether or not to say hi you came up to me and started flirting what do I do??

x)      You were waving at your friend behind me but I got confused and waved back at you and now I’m dying of embarrassment but you think it’s cute

xi)     I sat down in the wrong class and I’m panicking but don’t want to get up and leave because the class has started and you think it’s hilarious and shut up you dumb fuck you don’t know me aahhh

xii)   I’m a waiter at this wedding and you’re a drunk guest who will not stop hitting on me please I’m trying to work no I can’t dance with you omg let me find you some water

xiii)  Our best friends are that awful ‘cute’ couple that make-out in public and call each other “sweetie” and “sugar” and “babe” and god they’re awful let’s talk about how awful they are – develops into “shit we’re the awful couple now”

xiv)  You pissed me off in class so I threw a book at your head and now I’m in detention and jesus fuck I hate you so much and the teacher made me apologise and wait you’re cuter up close and the way you talk is kind of nice actually oh fuck no

Okay I could go on forever but this is over 1,500 words of auing already I have too many ideas christ

send me some to @theskyis-forever with a pairing for me to write :)

thetransintransgenic  asked:

(Could you also do that sort of... energetic... summary of the Seder itslef? Because I Feel Like That Could Be Fun.)

AHH, OKAY, THIS IS THE GOOD QUESTION, COS PRINCE OF EGYPT HAS NOT ALREADY TOLD THE STORY OF THE SEDER BETTER

so there is one (1) vital thing about the Jewish Passover Seder, and it is that you are biblically commanded to drink four cups of wine. (AT LEAST. you can drink more. if u like.) why are you commanded to do this? REASONS!

so you get all 45 people in your family into one room and you give em all chairs with cushions and you lay out the SEDER PLATE, which has:

  1. SOME SHITTY VEGETABLES. these represent SLAVERY IN EGYPT, which was MUCH LIKE A SHITTY VEGETABLE in that we DISLIKED IT.
  2. a bunch of APPLES AND NUTS AND HONEY AND WINE AND PEARS AND FIGS AND ORANGE JUICE AND CINNAMON all SMASHED TOGETHER. this represents SLAVERY IN EGYPT, which was MUCH LIKE FRUIT AND NUTS AND SHIT SMASHED TOGETHER in that THAT’S SORT OF LIKE MORTAR and we USED MORTAR TO BUILD BRICKS.
  3. a less shitty vegetable, which we will dip in SALT WATER. this represents SLAVERY IN EGYPT, which was much like SALT WATER in that we CRIED A SHITTON.
  4. three MATZAH CRACKERS stacked on top of each other. this represents SLAVERY IN EGYPT, which involved a lot of VERY BAD BREAD.
  5. a LAMB BONE. this represents THAT TIME GOD KILLED A BUNCH OF EGYPTIANS.
  6. a HARD-BOILED EGG. this represents SPRING OR SOME SHIT LIKE THAT.
  7. an ORANGE (optional). this represents FUCK YOU.

so A OF ALL, THE FIRST THING YOU DO IS DRINK CUP OF WINE NUMBER ONE. you can say a blessing over it if you are a half-decent jew. i am not a half-decent jew and you should give me wine.

B OF ALL, THE SECOND THING YOU DO is WASH YOUR HANDS IF YOU CARE ABOUT THAT KIND OF THING. again i do not.

C OF ALL you get to EAT SOMETHING!! you take the Less Shitty Vegetable and you stick it in the salt water and you eat it. the Less Shitty Vegetable is usually parsley, but i’ve heard that some ashkenazi jews use potatoes, which is… really polish. “what the fuck,” you may ask. we’re GETTING TO IT.

interlude: remember those 3 matzah pieces you had from Seder Plate Item Number Four? yr gonna take the one in the middle and break it in half. then yr gonna take the bigger half and set it aside. again we’re GETTING TO IT.

you point @ the matzah pieces and go “this is the bread of affliction!” (yep, says everyone who will be eating it for the next week.) “all who are hungry, come and eat, all who are needy come and celebrate with us.” (traditionally u are supposed to invite, like, The Poor to have passover with u. SHOCKINGLY most people don’t do this.)

then the Youngest Person At The Table– or if you are in my family, The Only Person Who Has Bothered To Memorize The Four Questions In Hebrew– asks the Four Questions, which basically boil down to “WHY ARE WE HAVING THIS WEIRD AND GROSS-TASTING HOLIDAY.”

  • another interlude, while my dad settles and prepares to tell The Passover Joke.
  • a man is preparing to be knighted. the ceremony involves kneeling in front of the queen and saying a phrase in latin. the man practices carefully, but when the time comes, he panics and says, “ma nishtanah halailah hazeh mikol haleilot?” the queen turns to her advisor and says, “why is this knight different from all other knights?”
  • my dad nods solemnly. we have told The Passover Joke.

THEN WE TELL THE PASSOVER STORY, WHEN ISRAEL WAS IN EGYPT LAAAAAND, YAY FREEDOM, ETC

next of all you are going to talk about the Four Children, which is a hilarious and very mean parable that goes thusly:

  • so basically you’ve got four kids
  • one of em, the Wise Child, goes “what are the statutes and laws and testimonies that god has commanded us to do?” instead of shoving this kid in a locker and giving him a noogie, as is your instinct, the rabbinical council has (apparently) commanded us to explain all the laws and customs of the seder. THIS IS WHY THE ENTIRE WORLD SHOVES US IN LOCKERS AND GIVES US NOOGIES, GUYS.
  • one of em, the Wicked Child, goes “what does all this mean to you?” upon which you answer, “god saved us the fuck from slavery. since you apparently don’t wanna be a PART of this DINNER or this FAMILY i guess you would not have been INCLUDED AT THE TIME.”
  • side note: sometimes i read, like, fanfiction about jewish characters, and they have passover, and it’s so Nice and Joyous and Spiritual and i’m like. hahahahhahahahahaahahahahahahahhahahahah
  • guys
  • family, guys.
  • no.
  • ANYWAY: one of em, the Simple Child, goes “what is this?” you say, “god saved us the fuck from slavery, kid. be quiet, the meal’s coming soon.”
  • and the last, the Child Who Does Not Know How To Ask A Question, does… not ask a question. but you explain everything to them anyway because they’re cute.

then we talk about the TEN PLAGUES; the ten plagues are pretty miserable, and we really do feel bad about them, so we stick our fingers in our glass of wine and put drops of wine on our plates for every one of the plagues while singing about it. y’all if i’m giving up the wine you know i’m serious.

then you sing IIIIIIILU HOTZI HOTZIANU HOTZIANU MIMITZRAYIM HOTZIANU MIMITZRAYIM DA YE NU. DAY DAYENU, DAY DAYENU, DAY DAYENU, DAYENU DAYENU (DAYENU.) DAY DAYENU, DAY DAYENU, DAY DAYENU, DAYENU DAYENU! ILU NATAN NATANLANU, NATANLANU ET HASHABBAT, NATANLANU ET HASHABBAT DA YE NU DAY DAYENU

and drink another cup of wine, to forget.

then the adults go and Wash Their Hands. it’s gonna take a really long time, guys. certainly hope nobody is hiding that big piece of matzah we broke off earlier. it would sure be a shame if the children had hidden it somewhere around the house. wow.

then you take another piece of matzah and pass it around the table and everyone eats it. then you take the Unbelievably Shitty Vegetable and pass it around the table and everyone eats it. then you take the matzah AND the Unbelievably Shitty Vegetable AND the apple-fig-wine-honey mashup from earlier and you eat them ALL TOGETHER, WOW

this symbolizes SLAVERY IN EGYPT in that oh god is it time for food yet.

then you EAT DINNER!!! FINALLY!! IT’S GONNA HAVE BRISKET, IT’S GONNA HAVE KUGEL, IT’S GONNA HAVE MATZO BALL SOUP, IT’S GONNA HAVE HARD BOILED EGGS, IT’S GONNA HAVE GEFILTE FISH, IT’S GONNA HAVE CHOCOLATE-COVERED MATZAH, IT’S GONNA BE A PAAAAARTY

and the “dessert”, last thing eaten, is that big piece of matzah from earlier

oh no. where did it go.

so the children are like “GIMME ITUNES GIFT CARDS AND YOU CAN HAVE THE MATZAH BACK.” (alternately: the parents hide the matzah and the children are like LOOK, WE FOUND IT!! CAN WE HAVE ITUNES GIFT CARDS?) and everyone eats a little of it and the meal is Over.

AAAAAND YOU DRINK ANOTHER CUP OF WINE. (technically the third, but you’ve probably drunk a few during the meal, so. all power to you.)

AAAAAND you pour another cup of wine and open the front door so the prophet elijah can come in and drink it! (and so that local medieval christians can see that you do not, in fact, have their children dead and laid out for eating on your front table. YOU ARE NOT USING CHILDREN’S BLOOD. NO ONE IS USING CHILDREN’S BLOOD. PLEASE STOP BURNING US JESUS FUCK.)

and close the door cos you are letting the cold air in and sing ONE LITTLE KID, ONE LITTLE KID MY FATHER BOUGHT FOR TWO ZUZIM. CHAD GADYAAAAAAAH CHAD GAD YAH.

(kid as in BABY GOAT, medieval christians, holy shit, calm down)

AAAAAAAAND YOU DRINK ANOTHER CUP OF WINE.

and clink glasses and say “l’shanah haba’ah berushalayim!” which means “next year in jerusalem!” (or, if you are me, you politely mouth this and smile a lot and don’t make eye contact with anyone. YAY JUDAISM)

AAAAAAAAAAAND you do not drive home.

Admit It

Anon Prompt: “Hi, can you do one where Juggie gets really jealous of best friend Y/N because she always goes out but she is just doing it on purpose? Because she likes him? Then they admit their feelings.”

Word Count: 2.2k

Tags: Underage drinking, borderline underage alcoholism, underage sex, smut, porn with plot, swearing. I know you said smut or fluff but there’s going to be smut and angst

A/N: I just wanted to say that I’m really thankful for the kind messages from everyone and for the followers who have been so patient with me. I’m sorry it’s been so long. I’ve also never written heterosexual smut before, so sorry if it sucks!! Smut is in the read more, so don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with smut and non asexual jughead 

Originally posted by bettytail


The people around me cheer as I furiously chug the beer, I’m in a race against Reggie Mantle.
Loser must buy the winner a life time supply of Pop’s whenever they want.

Half of the party seems to be cheering me on, whilst the other cheers for Reggie’s victory; from the corner of my eye, I look over at Reggie who at the wrong time, sucks in air and ends up choking, he spits beer everywhere.
I finish mine and crush the can triumphantly; I smile at Reggie who is wiping beer of his face.

“Good game, Mantle.” I laugh, holding my hand out.

“I can’t believe I lost to a girl.” He huffs, shaking my hand.

“Didn’t you get the memo, Reggie? Chauvinism is dead.” Jughead says, wrapping his arm around me.

“Hey Juggie!” I giggle, the alcohol is going to my head, so is the loud thrum of the music.

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The Office

AN//: hello dis is 4u. I made it. special thx to my friend @rogueimagination for givin me writing advice and givin me da courage 2 post. plss let me kno what u think !!! much love <3

Pairing: Dylan O’Brien + Reader

Word Count: 3364

Warnings: Swearing

Originally posted by fandoms-always

Originally posted by dylanholyhellobrien


“I guess what I’m saying is… we should see other people.”

I bit my lip hard and held back tears. A million thoughts ran through my head at once, but nothing seemed to make sense. Weren’t we happy together? I guess not. Because here I am, getting dumped.

What did I do? Why doesn’t he like me anymore? Did he even like me to begin with? There must be another girl. No, he would never cheat.

I lifted the corners of my lips as much as I could without falling apart.

“Yes, I think that would be best too,” I lied. Not wanting to look pathetic by overreacting and breaking down, but also wanting to get the hell out of here as fast as possible.

I turned away but found myself glancing back at him one last time.

“Goodbye Dylan.”

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Meet the [Bat]Family

A/N: This is the sequel to “You Never Told Them.” I actually really like how it turned out. I would like to point out that I also used some characters that I have never written before so be gentle if I got them wrong lol

Tagging: @jadedhillon, @olliecantlie, @sonofaidjit, @the-mermaid-diary, @annoyed-kitten11, @4evahevah, @piecestothepuzzles, @gobydana, @natasha-baggins, @jason-todd-trash


Jason quietly entered his apartment. He wasn’t surprised to find that Y/N was curled up in their bed. He got on his side and gently stroked the side of her face until she woke up.

“I know you said you don’t want to hear my voice or to see me right now, but I want to make things right. And in order to do that, I need you to get up and get ready and trust me.” Jason whispered as soon as her eyes opened. Y/N sat up and rubbed her face.

“What exactly do you have planned?” She asked in a slightly hoarse voice.

Jason’s heart melted at the sight of her. “It’s a surprise.” He said before kissing her cheek. “But you should be ready to meet some new people.” He knew that even though he wanted to surprise her, she wouldn’t be happy to show up anywhere looking like she had crawled out of bed.  He watched as she got up and got ready. “Thank you for trusting me. Even after what happened.”

“Well, I do love you and you are important to me so I figure I can this much.” Y/N said as she grabbed her purse.

“You won’t regret it.” He promised her as he led the way to their car. She got in and sat back as he drove them out of the city. She was a little surprised when they left the tall buildings behind, but she didn’t say anything. She sent him a questioning glance when he pulled into the drive of a large house. She was remained silent as they drove up the long driveway.

“Are you ready?” Jason asked as he parked the car.

“Ready for what?” Y/N asked. She had no idea what they were doing at this mansion. Almost a palace really. It was the biggest home Y/N had seen in her entire life.

“You’ll see.” Jason chuckled as he led her to the door. He knocked once and they were met by the man Y/N had met earlier.

“Miss Y/N. It is a pleasure to see you again so soon.” Alfred said as he welcomed them in. “The others are in the living room.”

“Others?” Y/N whispered to Jason as he led her down the hallway. He could tell she was nervous, so he wrapped an arm around her waist as they entered the room.

Y/N was almost overwhelmed by the sheer amount of people in the room. They all looked up when Jason and Y/N walked in. “Y/N, I would like you to meet my family.”

He pointed to a man with dark hair sitting in an armchair. “That is Bruce. He adopted me.” The man smiled at Y/N when she waved.

“That is Dick and the redhead sitting next to him is Barbara. Sometimes they date and sometimes they don’t. If I remember correctly, this is one of those off periods, right?” Jason pointed to a tan man with dark hair who stuck his tongue out when Jason mentioned the dating part. The redhead laughed and smacked his arm.

“Next is Timberly and his munchkin friend, Stephanie. She is the second spunkiest person I know.” Jason pointed to a young man also with dark hair. God, did everyone in his family have dark hair?

“Second? Who have you met that has more sass than me, Jaybae?” The blonde looked legitimately irritated at her imaginary slight.

“My girlfriend.” Jason smirked when Y/N rolled her eyes and nudged him. Snickers echoed through the room.

“That small one over there is Damian. He is literally the spawn of Satan.” Jason pointed to a boy who had found a spot on the floor next to his father. He glared at Jason, but sent a nod to Y/N.

Jason pointed next to a girl of obvious Asian descent. “This is Cass. She doesn’t speak much, but she has attitude so watch out. She’ll probably love you forever though.” Cass smiled widely and waved enthusiastically at Y/N. “The one with the bright ass hair next to her is Harper.” A girl with teal and purple hair saluted Y/N with a wink.

“And last, but not least. The only person in this family besides Alfred that I actually like, Duke.” Jason pointed to an African american teen sitting on the couch next to Cass.

“Pleased to meet you.” The boy greeted. Everyone in the room said various other greetings, some of them in different languages.

Y/N just smiled and greeted them back. She was a little overwhelmed with all the names and faces, but she couldn’t be happier to finally have met all of Jason’s family.

“Aren’t you forgetting someone?” A new voice said from the doorway. A woman who looked to be around Bruce’s age with close cropped dark hair was leaning against the wall. She hadn’t been there earlier and Y/N wasn’t sure just when she had come in.

“Oh, right.” Jason said with a gleam in his eyes. “Y/N, this is Selena. She’s our step mother.”

Bruce choked as Damian let out a loud “Father?” Y/N could hear the rest of the kids all laughing loudly.

“Sorry, Bruce. We couldn’t resist.” Jason chuckled.

The rest of the afternoon passed seamlessly. Y/N got to know his brothers and became really good friends with the girls. All too soon, Jason made their excuses so they could leave.

“Did you have fun?” He asked as they got into the car. Y/N leaned over and kissed his cheek.

“Yes,” She sighed happily. “I am sorry that I made such a big deal out of this.”

“No, I understand. Family is important to you.” Jason said, “And I want you to be a part of mine which means introducing you to my family.”

“You want me to be a part of your family?” Y/N asked quietly. They had talked before, but Jason had never said anything quite so serious about it.

Jason smiled and dug a box out of his pocket. “I was planning on making this special, but things don’t always go according to plan anyways. So, Y/N L/N, do you want to be a part of my family?”

Y/N smiled and nodded. She threw her arms around Jason’s neck and kissed him hard. She felt him smirk and kiss her back. All of a sudden they heard clapping and cheering. Y/N and Jason broke apart to find that his siblings were celebrating in front of his car.

“I’m never going to hear the end of this.” Jason groaned as he started the car and honked the horn. His siblings jumped and cartwheeled out of the way, squealing and laughing. “Welcome to the family, Y/N.”

Y/N smiled as she watched the house and it’s silly occupants disappear from sight. She looked over at her boyfriend. No, fiance, and felt her heart melt a bit. This was going to be a fun rest of her life.

assumptions | archie andrews (riverdale)

Originally posted by oharchiekinss

prompt: 50-“if i asked, you’d say no” “you don’t know that”

the siren sounds the crowd jumping up from the bleachers cheering as the bulldogs seal their win

you let out a cheer jumping around with the rest of the squad shaking your pom poms and doing tricks as you help keep the crowd hype.

you turn to watch the boys praise their team mates jumping onto each other ruffling each other’s hair whilst giving each other ‘bro’ hugs

betty & veronica break formation and rush over to you jumping up and down shaking their poms in your face “stop” you chuckle shaking your own in their faces

the girls wear smirks on their faces as they glance behind you “what?” you giggle turning your head to see your red headed best friend smiling stupidly, helmet in hand.

you turn biting for lip “ill be back” you rush over toward archie jumping into his arms a smile wide on both of your faces.

“congrats archikins” you tease as he places you back on the ground, his friends walking past and congratulating him on a good game.

“why are the girls giggling like maniacs” you turn to give the girls an evil glare.

“i honestly don’t know” you rock on the back of your heels “pops?” he smiles and nods throwing an arm around me

we walk back over to our giddy friends “pops?” we announce and they nod like maniacs “what’s gotten into you two” archie retorts concussion in his words

“where’s jug and reg-” i squeal as i pull from archie’s grasp and lifting up into the air, my hair swishing around as i fight against the strong hold

laughs fill the field as they all enjoy the torture im enduring from a very hype raven haired jock “reggie!” i yell annoyance in my voice

“c'mon mantle put her down” archie eases smiling as im thrown over the boys shoudlers, my ass practically out for the world to see.

“babe you better but her down, otherwise archikins here my start throwing some hands for his girl” ronnie tease causing the boy to set me back down

i straight out my uniform punching the boy in the arm causing him to cry out, i stick my tongue out at him as veronica cuddles into her awfully tall boyfriend.

i turn to see archies face turning red, he refused to make eye contact with me. “oh my god” ronnie giggles teasing the red headed boy “he’s blushing because i called her his girl!” she squeals as her boyfriend notices his best friends discomfort

“c'mere ronnie, leave the poor guy alone” he rests his hand on her hips

archie shakes his head “oh no it’s fine, we’re just friends v” he throws his arms over my shoulders as my smile slips off my face.

i pull away from the gesture, rolling my eyes i take off the boys letterman jacket and shove it into his chest “ill see you later friend” i smile sarcastically walking away from my group of friends

archie & i had been living next door to each other since we were born and we’d grown up together, but as the years passed you grew closer and closer until you hit high school

something had changed, those lingering looks were no longer just archie being weird and friendly. it was something more, it was flirting and that’s how it’s been the past 3 years.

constant flirting, we’d have sleepovers and cuddle sessions and to anyone who didn’t know you would think that we were a couple. but if you did know me you’d know that ive had a crush on archie andrews since i was thirteen.

i thought that the feelings weren’t one sided and that maybe just maybe archie was just waiting for the right time to ask me out but now it just proves that im just another girl to the red headed boy. just a ‘friend’“

the two girls rush after me the guys lingering on the field unaware of what the hell just happened.

we wound up at pops sipping on milkshakes like any other day, except it wasn’t. the booth wasn’t filled with as many warm bodies as it normally is.

the girls have been trying to cheer me up by talking about only the cutest guys at school which evidently according to the two girls were jughead & reggie, but they argue that their opinion is definitely not bias and definitely not because they’re dating the two

“so let me get this straight, the two bachelors your offering aren’t actual on offer because well they’re dating the two of you dorks?”

they glance at each other bursting into laughter “okay maybe um- im sorry” i roll my eyes dipping into bettys chips as the door chimes indicating another customer

my eyes move toward the door to reveal reggie, jughead & the one and only archie andrews.

“i gotta pee”

i stand up quickly moving away from the booth and legging it to the girls bathroom ignoring archie desperate calls

i cuss under my breathe trying to plan out how i can flee without them noticing but coming up empty. guess ill just have to leg it.

the door creaks as i open it and i instantly cuss giving away my presence to the group, i stop stupidly plastering a smile on my face. i slowly edge over to the group reaching out for my purse.

“im suuuper tired, im going to head off” i force my legs to move as fast as possible as the carry me out into the car park no sign of anyone following me until i hear someone yell my name.

i sigh turning around as archie jogs over to me “im sorry” he blurts creasing his brows a sad smile on his beautiful face

“i shouldn’t have said what i did back at the game”

i sigh crossing my arms across my chest “im listening” he half smiles stepping closer to me

“the guys they gave me a little pep talk before we came her.. why didn’t you tell me you had feeling for me” he asks hope in his eyes.

“why didn’t you? why didn’t you ask ME out” you question back

“you’d have said no-” he huffs glancing back into the diner as our friends crowd around the window peering out

“you don’t know that” i clap back anger beginning to run through my veins.

“archie i don’t get you!” i and exclaim running my fingers through my hair “i had this idea- it’s sounds so stupid to me now-” i pause laughing to myself

“i thought you had the same feelings as i did, i thought that the flirting the sleepovers the lingering looks! i thought that was a sign and now i just look stupid”

“(y/n)” he tried to interject but i shake my head at him “no archie im not done” he puts his hands up in defence

“that guy that didn’t want chuck clayton to be my first kiss because you knew he didn’t ‘love me’, that guy that kissed me because you told me that my first kiss should be with someone who truly loves you”

“that is the guy i feel for, the goof ball, the music enthusiast. the boy that protects me no matter what- i thought that i was giving you enough signs” i laugh to myself

“guess it wasn’t-” i turn away from him walking away but im stopped me he grabs my arm pulling my into his chest.

“i was so stupid, please let me make it up to you” his puppy eyes burn into my head and i groan placing my head into his chest “fine”

a smile graces his lips, his eyes beaming down on me “movies? tomorrow night?”

i perk up my eyebrows “are you asking me out?” he nods “i sure am”

“well i mean i guess i could squeeze you in to my busy calendar” i tease poking his chest

he grabs my face and connects are lips, my arms running up his chest and through his red hair.

we break apart and head back into pops hand in hand back toward a friend, who tried to act nonchalant like they weren’t just watching us argue and makeout in the parking lot

we slide into the booth, archie instantly pulling me into his chest. an arm wrapped protectively around me

the others glance at one another smirks dripping from their expressions as they enjoy the company. “shut up!” i laugh chasing the rest of the group to break character and blurt a bounce of random nonsense

“it’s about damn time!”

“nod kidding” i giggle looking up to the red headed boy, glowing with happiness. i return the smile back as he dips down and kisses my head

“better late then never, right?”

Babysitting

@brittnelson24 requested:  Could I request a Jimin imagine where he and the reader are dating and he helps the reader babysit kids she always watches. Two younger girls and two boys who are toddlers, and the kids could just love him automatically and it’s really fluffy! If you could do that it would be awesome! Thanks 😊

Annonymous requested: Can you please make a fluff with Jimin where the reader is an artist and makes stories about her and Jimin?? Thanks <3



“I’m really sorry Jimin.” You said as you fumbled around in your purse looking for your keys
“I know this was suppose to be our date night, but my neighbours really need me to watch their kids and now you’re being drag-” Jimin raised his hand in the air halting your rambling.
“it’s fine, no one dragged me into this except me.” A faint smile spread across his plush lips “you know, you can always make it up to me later.” You let out a scoff, your eyes averting Jimin’s sly facial expression as you tried to unlock the door of your next door neighbours.

With a click the door opened up and within seconds the apartment was filled with feet stomping around, all headed towards you and Jimin. Screams of excitement echoed into the hallway of the apartment building the moment the kids saw your face, but as soon as it came as soon as it went. The kids stood only a few feet away from you and their excitement vaporized, excited faces changed with blank expressions and eyes that flickered between you and Jimin. “Hey everyone, this is Jimin. He’s going to join us today.” You said as you pulled Jimin in front of you and closed the door behind you. Feeling the pressure of the looks Jimin awkwardly waved at the kids, when did he feel so anxious around a group of kids? “Uh, h-hey there.” Jimin stammered out. 


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7:00 AM

Originally posted by marveldcuniv3rse


Request: 15. “Why have you been avoiding me?” With Steve Rogers, please?

Character(s): Steve Rogers, Reader, and a few other Marvel Characters..

Warnings: Fluff, Angst A/N: This is my first one-shot! I’m so excited, thank you for the request my anonymous friend! Here we go…


“You have got to be kidding me” You muttered to yourself after seeing the scene unfold before your eyes. 

Your normal 7:00 am sparring time with Steve, taken over by Sharon Carter herself, again. This was the second solid week this had happen.  Now  Sharon has always been kind and polite to you. She has never given you any reason to dislike her in anyway. 

It was no secret you were quite fond of Steve. He was always so considerate of everyone, he welcomed you to the team with open arms. Your regular sparring sessions and breakfast discussions made the two of you become close friends. You’d introduce Steve to new music, movies, books, foods, etc. Sharon started taking your spot for that.

 That was until your sparring time with Steve got pushed back more and more. That’s not all that got filled, Steve seemed to replace a lot of your everyday norms with Sharon.  

You’re not a morning person but seeing Steve first thing in the morning made it all worth it.  You’d wake up at 6:30 am, brush your teeth, put your training clothes on and make your way down to the gym. But there she was pinning Steve to the mat with a smile on her face. 

“Good Sharon, you got out of that hold correctly this time, not giving your opponent an opening. 

His already sweaty rosy face turned a deeper shade of red. The two of them stayed in the intimate position.

“Ahem..” you cleared your throat, leaning against the door-frame.

Steve quickly glances, eyes widening. Sharon quickly yet gracefully stands up, offering a hand to Steve. He quickly stands ignoring Sharon’s offer, making his way towards you.

“Y/N, I’m sorry Sharon came in a few minutes early asking for help with a certain technique. I-I didn’t know it ran over.” He says stammering whilst wiping his forehead of sweat.

“Y/N it’s not Steve’s fault, I totally take the blame, I don’t mean to run into your slot, I just wanted to get a quic-”

You put your hand up stopping Sharon, “I get it, you have to make sure you’re always one step ahead of the opponent, right?” You say with a smile but bite to your tone. Catching your tone Steve chokes on his water.

Sharon clears her throat, “Right. Steve, I’ll see you later at the conference. Thank you again.” She gives a curt nod to you and walks out the gym.

Steve’s face looks like a deer in headlights, face beaming bright red. Quickly gaining his composure  he walks away to tape his hands. “Uh, let’s get started Y/N, you’ve missed a few sessions so you’ll have to catch up a bit.”

You roll your eyes walking behind him, “No Steve, you’ve missed a few sessions, our 7 o’clock slots have been replaced by Sharon.” 

“That’s not all that’s been replaced” you mutter to yourself.

“Listen, Y/N I’m sorry, maybe we can move the time back so that way I can work with Sharon more and help her ou-” 

Ouch. Your pained expression quickly covered with a stoned-face expression. 

“Fine Steve.” you say, tossing the tape at him. “I gotta go, I’m supposed to meet Nat for something.”

“Okay..I’ll see you tomorrow?” Steve says confused.

You had already left the gym giving no response. Days went by without you showing up for your sessions. Sharon would show up for the 7 o’clock spars, but they weren’t the same to Steve. Steve would go to the kitchen to look for you for your daily breakfast chats, yet you were no where to be found. He’d see you in meetings but you quickly darted when they ended. He’d stop by your room, but there was no answer. 

Steve missed you, he never realized how much you enjoyed your company. He walked into the kitchen to get his morning coffee. He heard someone pouring a cup, he perked up hoping it was you. Disappointment filled his eyes, it was only Natasha.

“Hey Nat, have you seen Y/N?”

Natasha glanced at him, “Yeah I just trained with her about 10 minutes ago, she was going to take a quick shower and we were going to grab some breakfast.” Natasha studied his face, catching a glimpse of sadness in his eyes. 

“Oh alright, I’ll stay and wait for her..” he poured himself a cup and sipped.

“You two haven’t been as close as before… trouble in paradise?” Natasha says looking out the corner of her eye. “Yeah, we haven’t, I’m not sure what’s going on, it started a couple weeks ago we had a discussion about Sharon taking her session time and-”

Natasha chuckles “You Cap, are one clueless man. Sounds like someone is avoiding you.” She walks out of the kitchen

Steven furrows his browns in deep thought. What did he do?

You round the corner, shocked to see Captain America himself. Looking effortlessly stunning. Great, you’re still catching feelings for him. Snap out of it Y/N.

Steve perks up “H-hi Y/N, seems like I haven’t seen you in a while. Where have you been?” He says with a smile.

You pour your coffee “I’ve been here, in plain sight Captain.” You turn to walk away. You feel a hand lightly holding onto your elbow.

“Y/N Wait.” Steve says. “Steve I have to go I have to meet Natasha to train and I’m lat-”

“Natasha just left 10 minutes ago explaining she trained with you earlier. So I know that’s not true..” He says eyebrows furrowed.

Dangit.

“Why have you been avoiding me? We barely see each other, and we hardly spend any time together.” Steve says

“Your point is?” You say facing him. “D-did I… what did I do wrong that you’re avoiding me?” 

You start to feel the anger rise “Oh for the love of… Steve, you hardly have enough time for me. You seem to be keeping yourself busy with Sharon. Looks like you’ve been having a grand time with her, so how are you so concerned that we never see each other?”

Steve’s voice slightly raises “Doll, I’m not sure what you’re getting at but you’ve been avoiding me and I’m not sure what you want me to do, I can’t read your mind Y/N.”

You slam your mug down “I’ve been AVOIDING YOU BECAUSE I’VE BEEN REPLACED. You don’t need me when you’ve got Sharon taking over everything. I’m not going to get in the way between whatever you two have going on Rogers. YOU proved that when you replaced her for me with our Sessions, with our daily breakfast, EVERYTHING. So what else am I supposed to do? I’m not waiting around anymore Steve. You replaced me, you shouldn’t be wondering why I’m avoiding you. It hurts seeing someone you care for and love just replace you and OH I’m bored so I’m going to go find Y/N after WEEKS just to se-

“You love me?” Steve says stunned. “Is that really all you got out of that, I can’t believe you. I’m-”

Steve closes the distance between you, hands cupping your face, staring at you, eyes full of guilt, sadness, and love. 

“I’m sorry I hurt you.. I’m so sorry, I never intended for you to feel left out. Or as if I was replacing you. I can never replace you, Y/N. I’d never ever replace my best girl.” 

“I-I-I don’t know.. wha-” You stutter.

“I’m not finished.. I didn’t think you felt the same for me. I’ve liked you for  a long time now, you always made my day. The days got a lot less exciting when I didn’t see you anymore. I don’t want that to happen again. I love you too Y/N. and I’m sorry.”

Steve closes the distance and kisses you slowly. He wraps his arm around your lower back while his other hand caresses your face. 

Shocked at first, you then fall into the kiss, standing on your tippy-toes, hands wrapping around his neck.

He breaks the kiss, smiles and looks into your eyes. “Would you like to have breakfast with me tomorrow? 7:00 am? 

You smile “What about your morning sparring sessions?”

He chuckles and wraps his arms around your waist, “Going forward, those are going to be booked for a special girl.”

You smile, cupping his face pulling him in for another kiss, “7 o’clock sharp Rogers, don’t be late.”

He chuckles, “Yes ma’am.” 

Sealing the deal with a kiss.


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so your heart can beat like crazy

Summary: Dan misses Phil. Phil can’t take it. They exchange feelings through texts.

Set in 2014 w/ some fluff and light angst.

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[4:40 pm]

dan: hi
phil: why the hell are you texting me
dan: idk i just wanna talk
phil: i’m literally one room away from you
dan: i just
phil: you just what

seen ✔️ 4:41 pm

“How do I talk to Dan if he’s acting all awkward and ignoring me, except with texts?” Phil says, sitting with Martin and Cornelia at a nearby fast food restaurant. The sun is baring down on the three of them pretty hard. Their food is laid out in front of them, and Phil slurps his shake to thaw his staggering heart, which has bothered him for days on end.

It doesn’t work.

“What do you mean?” The redhead and her boyfriend exchange glances. “Why is he acting like that? All you guys ever did was separate for a bit. You guys didn’t break up or anything, right?” Cornelia takes a single fry from her plate and pops in her mouth, chewing thoughtfully. “I sure hope you didn’t.”

“We hadn’t! It’s just-” Phil sighs and takes another sip of his shake, letting the sugary drink flow through him. “He’s being strange. We talk sometimes if necessary, like for a video or that panel we had a week ago, but there’s something off about him. I know it’s been awkward since we had that bad year, but it’s been a couple years now. Surely he’s over it. I know I am.”

A flood of memories came rushing into his brain of that year, and he winces. The thought of that one night on the Manchester eye also swarmed his brain and filled his heart with roses. A thousand different feelings in a thousand different places.

Martyn and Cornelia frowned in unison, and Phil wondered what it was like for them to be in love that long and have such a romance that they did everything together, even outlandish facial expressions. He suddenly wished he and Dan were a lot closer now so that they could have something like his brother and his partner. They weren’t apart, but they weren’t together. The magic disappeared, and phil was more than willing to get it back.

Cornelia sighed. “Just talk to him with how he’s letting himself talk. I know it’s weird, I certainly think it is, but just text him like he’s texting you. Just keep the digital conversation going, and he’ll eventually grow tired of it and want to talk to you face to face.” She ate yet another fry and gestured to Martin, who agreed instantly.

Sure, a digital conversation. Phil thought to himself, tapping his chin with a pale finger. I could do that.

His phone suddenly lit up with a notification that he had received one new message, and his heart leaped. With every millisecond he spent waiting for his phone to unlock, and go to the home screen to click on messages, it felt as if time had stopped.

It was a quick few seconds to any onlooker, but to him- all he could hear was his heart beating in his ears.

Faster, faster, faster.

[6:23 pm]

dan: how long are you going to be at the restaurant
phil: a few more minutes
dan: good cause your mom keeps talking about funny stories from when you were a kid and if I laugh any more my spleen will burst
phil: gross
phil: i don’t wanna hear about that
dan: she’s telling me the story about how you fell down the stairs at school and the entire year group laughed
phil: oh my god
dan: i shouldn’t be surprised though
phil: wait why
dan: you’re already quite the klutz
phil: shut the hell up
dan: hey phil
phil: what
dan: oh uh nm

seen ✔️ 6:25 pm

Phil came to the realization that talking to Dan was going to be a challenge.

It wasn’t as if they hated each other or something. They never have and given the amount of love distilled between the two boys, they probably never will. Late night with a dim light of a lamp and bodies crashing together doesn’t necessarily count as a product for hate. It was all about the fact that there was just something above them, a little tension cloud.

And it felt like they couldn’t talk much because they were both a little scared and recovering over being outed to the entire world when they weren’t even ready. It was about taking a single leap from one side of the bridge to the other, the last step into the other side that with it came zero worries and diminished troubles.

A better future for the both of them where they can do anything without the claws of their adoring fan base at their every move. He just didn’t understand why tapping on a phone screen is the way to go.

Yet, he still goes with it. Phil felt as if he could detect Dan’s nervous aura, and did pretty well putting on a show of letting the world know that they were okay when they weren’t okay and could only communicate in the palaces of the World Wide Web. Which is the exact same way the met, a time of pure love and exploration, an unlikely situation that came true because of a friend’s recommendation and one interesting website.

It felt like the scene in a movie where the two characters were silent until one of them said something rude and incredulous letting the other launch at them, leading to either more anger or a later on resolved situation, always sealed with a little kiss.

Except this wasn’t a movie, this was real life and with every minute of every passing day, his heart beat out a single message of i need you. And it hurt.

With a sigh, he opens up his phone and sends Dan a quick little text before tapping the power button on his phone. Hopefully things will get better soon for the two of them. And hopefully everything returns to normal including his heartbeat’s rhythm.

His phone lit up 5 minutes later, and he nearly dives to see the message, a anxious expression painted on his face.

[10:30 am]

phil: hey
dan: hi
phil: please tell me what you were about to say
dan: um
phil: ?
dan: i just miss you is all
phil: if you miss me than actually come talk to me
dan: but i feel terrible
phil: about?
dan: the way I treated you two years ago
phil: that was two years ago dan
dan: still, it wasn’t your fault we were outed to the whole world
dan: i screamed at you for everything
dan: i even yelled at our fans, and i’m supposed to be a role model for some of them
dan: i know they invaded our privacy and all
dan: but some of them were respectful enough not to do that, even if they shipped us
dan: yet i still yelled
dan: i’m a terrible human being
dan: this is all my fault
dan: you must hate me
phil: you’re joking right
dan: what?
phil: you had a valid reaction
dan: i know but
phil: listen to me okay
dan: fine
phil: this wasn’t your fault
phil: people stalked us, they stalked your brother
phil: they did a lot of things
phil: and yes some of them did the right thing by leaving us alone
phil: but some forced a lot of things upon us
phil: which is not okay
phil: you also faced a lot of stress
phil: you had to deal with so much
phil: don’t apologize for anything
dan: okay
phil: we’re good?
dan: yeah
phil: also hey dan?
dan: yes?
phil: i hope you know that i love you and that you deserve happiness
dan: oh wow
phil: don’t i get anything nice back
dan: yeah sure i guess i love you too
phil: better

It happens a second later.

A thunderous thumping noise grew louder and louder as he finally saw himself being tackled onto the floor yuri on ice style. It startled him, making him immediately drop his phone and stare up at the person who created the chaos, starting to giggle. It was ridiculous and laughable but for the two of them, the dorky antics felt normal.

“Finally.” Phil speaks.

Dan rolls his eyes affectionately. “Don’t ruin this moment for us.”

Phil took Dan’s hand in his, rubbing his knuckles. Starting from the top and down to the bottom, just like always. “Sure.”

“I wonder how many gifsets would be cranked out if we recorded this whole thing?” Dan wondered, smiling at the undying effort of his fans.

“Probably a lot, with some quotes and a black and white filter. They’d probably throw in that one moment when I looked at your lips.” Phil mimicked the scene, leaning into Dan’s face and dramatically looked at his lips before quickly kissing them.

“Wasn’t that during Gamingmas?” Dan asks soon after.

“Yeah.” A mischievous look grows on his face, and he smirks. “More like gaymingmas. Ha! Get it? ‘Cause we’re gay.”

Dan narrows his eyes. Goof. He grabs the pillow nearest to him and starts pummeling him with it. “You’re an idiot, you know that right?”

He half means it and half doesn’t.

“Wait, nope- I’m bi. And aren’t I your idiot?” Phil batted his eyelashes before blocking his next hit, shoulders shaking from laughter. “Aren’t I the same idiot you drooled over for two years?”

“I highly regret loving you at all.”

“Liar!” Phil declares.

“Eh, it’s true. All you’ve ever done for me is steal my cereal and clutter the flat with house plants while I slowly fall even more in love with you, and it’s not fair.”

“I-I-can’t believe I’m meeting the amazingphil! I-I am so excited, I’ve watched all your videos, I even-.”

Dan kisses him to shut him up.

They’re recording a gaming video when they finally decide to let them know everything without letting them know everything.

“Hello, danandphilgames controllers!” Phil cheerily says into the camera with a wave. Dan looks at him strangely.

“Controllers?” He questions.

“Well, since we’re using controllers for this game, I just thought-”

“You’re terrible.” Dan puts his head in his hands, shaking his head.

“You’re a lot worse.” Phil interjects.

“I can’t believe I have to deal with you everyday. You’re a literal pain in the neck.”

“Well, I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Eyes meet. Time stops. A flurry of comments and analyzation come soon after, so many people @ing them on twitter and making little edits on YouTube. Reaction videos fill up their feed. Just like every other video.

It’s nice.

[4:40 am]

dan: hey ugly
phil: hey stupid
phil: go away
dan: i thought you loved me
phil: well you don’t love me
dan: eh true
phil: go to sleep
dan: give me five more minutes mom
phil: you’re insufferable
dan: you’re a brat
phil: now dan
dan: *le sigh* fine
phil: “le sigh” the fuck is that
dan: shut
phil: now you can’t even finish sentences
dan: i said shut
phil: GOODNIGHT DAN
dan: glad to see things are back to normal

Dan turns his phone off and closes his eyes.

“I thought we agreed to stop texting each other.” Phil rolls over to Dan’s side of the bed, poking a single dimple.

But he’s fast asleep.

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Age 6: Principal’s Office

Characters: McHanzo and Child!Reader

Summary: Jesse and Hanzo, your adoptive fathers, get a call from your school and you’re in big trouble for getting into a fight with a fellow classmate. But why?

Other Info: I dunno why I wrote this. I mean, I wrote a Gabriel Reyes and Child!Reader, so why not this. Enjoy! Also, if you’ve got a good idea or “parenting tips” let me know and I might write it for you!

Warnings: Bullying, McHanzo, Child!Reader, Fluff.

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Deep Space Nine RECAP: 6x13

Whoa wait. Somehow in everyone’s pitching of notable™ episodes to recap and season primers and what all else, I had not gotten that this one was

SPECTACLES SISKO IN THE 1950s???

Wow okay!!

Season 6, Episode 13: ‘Far Beyond the Stars’

Captain Benjamin Sisko sits at his desk surrounded by a litter of iPads, like so many fallen leaves — like so many of his fallen comrades.

“The Cortez was a good ship!” he mourns to Major Kira. He had introduced the captain to his wife. And now, the war with the Dominion has taken them too.

Kira passes Papa Sisko at the doorway — Ben’s dad is finally visiting Deep Space 9! But it has not been the cheeriest visit, laden down as Ben has been with war and loss. Sweetly, his dad tells him that’s actually why he came: “I’ve been worried about you. The last couple of times we talked it seemed like you were carrying the weight of the entire Alpha Quadrant on your shoulders.”

Captain Atlas confides that he doesn’t know how much more he can bear. He wonders…he wonders if he should pass the weight to someone else. Let someone else make the decisions, have the glories and the losses. Have his command.

Papa Sisko assures Ben he will support him no matter what happens.

What then happens is René Auberjonois walking past the door wearing an old-fashioned suit & hat, which presumedly is not what he had in mind.

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Movie Affair

Chapter III

Current obsession; Aaron Taylor-Johnson.

Summary: Life as a young actress was hard, but when you get a part in a promising movie and reunite with the man you’ve fantasized about since you were 15 things get harder. At first it’s like every dream you ever had is coming true. But reality pulls you down from cloud nine as you start to fall for the one guy you weren’t supposed to.

WARNINGS: Mentions of alcohol and pregnancy, lots of “God” and “Oh My God”.

A/N: In this chapter the reader and a friend talk about two real movies I do not own the credits to. However the reader’s characters come from my imagination.

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Aaron drove me home after exchanging numbers to keep in touch before starting to film. Right now I found myself alone with all the thoughts I’d pushed to the back of my mind since seeing him.

I owned what they call a micro apartment, it was very comfortable and cute. As I walked in I drop my stuff in the kitchen counter and fall onto my couch. Pressing my face against a pillow and wiggling the shoes out of my feet like a little girl. “Im going to hell” I say against it but it comes out as a muffled groan.

There’s a knock on my door and I groan louder. Standing up I open the door slightly, hiding behind it. I sigh relieved when I see my neighbour Kelly outside and let her come in. “How did it go?! Did they tell you what part you’re gettin yet?” she asks excitedly dropping sat on my bed. I smile sadly and walk over to the couch. Giving her suspense. Kelly was a 24 years old hair dresser I met moving in, she was a sunshine and the mom friend type.

I look at her as she waits for a response impatiently. “I GOT THE SECOND MAIN CHARACTER!” I yell and she jumps excitedly in her place, cheering me. “That’s so great Y/N!” she exclaims. I smile widely, I loved having someone understand my excitement. “You are looking at Agent…” I make a pause, trying to remember the name of my character “Carsey? Cassidy?” I frown to myself, none of those were right.

“Oh my God you forgot” she giggles and shake my head, c'mon I knew I could get it. “CARINA! HA!” I stand in victory shaking my shoulders “With a C” I specify pointing at her, moving towards the kitchen. “I’ll make us a drink” I say turning towards the fridge, Kelly was a sucker for the sweet alcoholic drinks I used to make every now and then. I bend to get a better look at the contents on my fridge and Kelly slaps my butt. You could say she was my bestfriend, but it’s not like I had any other friends in New York.

“Actually…” she trails off and I look at her raising my eyebrows. “Don’t tell me you’re gonna take off with your boyfriend again!” I scold standing straight again, she bites her lip but shakes her head. “What then? I have so much to tell you….” I trail off putting a fake sad face, she was gonna abandon me before I even got to tell her about Aaron.

She is trying to contain a smile as she reaches for the back pocket of her jean. Her big green eyes staring into my own as she shows me a pregnancy test. Every expression banished off my face I freeze. Did it say positive? Did it say negative? Who knows? But because she is showing me - after I offered her alcohol- I assume it says positive. A little unsure and stunned I look at her wide eyes. “You’re pregnant?” I ask very softly, hoping not to make a fool of myself. She smiles even more and nods “I’m pregnant!!” She jumps in place and I hug her immediately.

“That’s… great, I hope your boyfriend gets happy!” My voice sounds as unsure as I am, she let’s go and chuckles. “Y/n believe it or not there are people who want kids” she says mocking my startled state. I laugh and scratch my cheek, “I know its just that…” she stops me by raising a hand. “You’re young, you don’t see it now.” I shake my head laughing even more. “No! It’s just that if one of my friends came to me saying she was pregnant I’d expect tears and regret and all that…“ I dramatize with my hands “I just forget how old you are” I tease and she pushes my shoulder back.

“But really, those are big news Kel. I’m very happy for you” she gets a huge grin. “Sooo, let’s make a milkshake instead” I propose turning towards the fridge again. “Oh yess please” she says sitting on the counter.

I take out everything I had to make a milkshake as I tell Kel about Aaron. “Oh the guy from Savages right?” she asked and I nodded, oh boy I loved him in that movie. I told her everything since I ran out of the cab until I got back home. After many “Oh my God I can’t believe you know him!” and “Oh he is SO HOT” she finally asks how did we even met. “Filming an Avengers movie, had many scenes together” I tell her. “You are in a super hero movie?!” She asks and I snort.

“You didn’t know this when we became friends?” I ask her and she opens her mouth but stays silent for a minute. “I did not! Do I look like I watch super hero movies? I just thought you were in that show you moved here for.” The sound of the blender interrupts her and I smile, she puts a poker face knowing I did it in purpose. “I just make special apparitions on that show, I have a contract with Marvel.” I tell her over the sound of the blender. “I’m a demigodess that can poorly control ice” she gives me a smug smile and I know she’s about to say something stupid. “Like Elsa?” her eyebrows dance up and down and I roll my eyes.

The blender stops and Kelly hands me two glasses. “Anyhow, point is unlike Aaron my…” I stop mid-sentece and squint my eyes, a devilish grin appearing on my face. I look at Kelly as I hand her a glass of milkshake. “Do you wanna see the Avengers movies?” I ask kicking an eyebrow up and down. She takes a sip and licks her lips “Sure”. I smile, internally celebrating.

I was about to do two things. First; introduce her to MCU and make her love it. And second; make her ultimately love Pietro so much she wouldn’t even see his death coming. I smile to myself setting up the tv. What? I was a fangirl, I was going to make her suffer with me.

“Was wondering…” She trails off getting down from the counter. “Could I like, throw this in your bin?” I turn my head and she holds up the pregnancy test, I nod repeatedly. “You peed there, why are you still holding it?” “I want to surprise my boyfriend. Don’t want him to find out by seeing this in our bin when he comes home.” She says as she disposes of it on the small trash bin hidden under the counter.

“Sure, barely use it anyway.” I say sitting in my bed careful not to spill the milkshake. “Let me go get my movie blanket” she says and I laugh, getting her middle finger as she disappears behind the door onto her apartment. My phone buzzes and I answer it without looking. “Hai” I greet with a half-full mouth.

“Hey” a deep male voice greets back laughing. I choke on the milkshake and cough loudly sitting straight.

“Aaron” for a moment I’m shocked “checking if I gave you the right number?”

“Nah. Just looking through the contract still…”

“Oh yes? See something interesting?” I ask and he hums unsure.

“We got a kiss scene darlin’ ” my mouth falls open to his words. Without thinking I put the call on mute and squeal, putting the milkshake down I jump from the bed with the phone in hands.

“OH MY GOD! OH LORD I GOT A KISS SCENE!! OH MY GOD ” I’m ecstatic as I dance around to a song only I can hear. “I GET TO KISS AARON!! GOD THANK YOU!” I yell like a fucking 13yo But something pulls me down from my cloud.

“Hello?” It’s Aaron’s worried voice. I breathe a bit and chill.

I put my most serious face in order to relax my tone “Hey! sorry, my neighbor is here and I didn’t want her to know anything about the movie before seeing it” I say completely achieving a calmer tone. God I was a good actress.

“Oh alright. Well just letting you know little one, in case you’re not comfortable with it.” I see Kelly run inside my apartment with wide scared eyes. I shush her putting my finger on my lips violently and she sighs throwing her head back.

“Ok first you’re gonna have to stop calling me little one A, It’s gonna get weird.”

“I know you’re saying that so I quit it. I will not”

“Ugh you’re a pain” I joke.

“Deal with it big girl”

“Oh please” I roll my eyes and after seconds of silence we both end up laughing. Once we’ve stopped I say “Honestly I don’t have a problem with it, you?” God don’t let him have a problem with it pleaaase? I get on my knees on the couch and make faces waiting for his answer.

“Not at all little one, it’s the job.”

He sounds like he wants to say something else, but he doesn’t. Neither do I for a minute, hoping he’d gather the courage to say it. But perhaps it was just my imagination.

“Y/n movies are waiting” Kelly says loud enough for Aaron to hear it on the other line. I fall back on Earth and nod without looking at her. “Sorry about her, she’s excited that I’m about to introduce her to our acting” Kelly passes behind me and slaps my shoulder as a complaint.

“Say nice things about me, he’s hot.” She fake flirts and Aaron chuckles, used to the attention. “And you’re pregnant go away” I tease turning to see her and she flips me off.

Aaron’s laugh fills my ears. “She freaking flipped me off” I complain and he laughs harder.

“Tell her I like her”

“You’re both so mean to me!” I complain and Kelly snorts.

“Cuz you’re little” she says and I gasp.

“OHH! I heard that! I like her even more!” I laugh throwing my body on the couch and putting Aaron on speaker, peeking Kelly’s interest.

“I’m never letting you two meet” I mumble

They both laugh. “It would be a nightmare, I can see it”

“Yeah cuz little one’s are easy to bully” I frown at my phone, Kelly laughs without a sound.

“Aaron I’m your friend!”

“Kelly can be my friend too” he flirts and my eyes roll to the back of my head.

“UGH, old people” they both laugh again. FOR REAL?!

“Well I’ll leave you girls to it, wouldn’t wanna steal your friend Y/n”

“She already likes you more than she likes me!” I joke

“Das not truee” she says and I smile, taking the speaker off.

“Better not be, he doesn’t make milkshakes like I do” I reply and Aaron chuckles. “Hey, well see you soon then”

“Real soon little one, have fun” “Bye” and with that he’s hanged up. My mind immediately runs back to his news. I jump from the couch “Oh my God Kellyyy” I sing and she looks at me. “You like him” she states and I frown. “What!? No!”

She raises her eyebrows, not buying it. “Ok then what were you gonna say?” I stop and think. If i actually told her how excited I was about this kiss scene she was going to think I did like him. “Ugh!”

“See? You do like him” “No I don’t” I crawl in the bed and sit down next to her. “I am just getting my first kiss scene” I say low. “Is it with him?” she smirks knowingly and I groan throwing my back against the wall.

“Knew it” she teases putting the movie on play. I pause it again. “I Don’t!” Her eyes turn to me “This is stupid…. I might just have a teeny tiny desire for him” I explain and she frowns “Like… sexual.. desire?” “Yes like sexual desire Kelly” her mouth falls open.

“Oh you WANT him” I chuckle “Shut up” I say playing the movie and laying down next to her.

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“You’re an ass”

“I know” I say handing her another tissue. She pushes my hand away. Ok she’s just mad, not crying anymore.

We sit in silence as the credits play in front of us. She turns her head to me and stares like a little angry kid, I try to hold back a laugh. “Is it bad that I would’ve preferred the kid to die?” She asks and I explode in laughter. After I take a breath I look at her “Considering you are going to have a kid yourself, yeah” she groans and shifts.

“Tell me about set” she asks putting her empty glass away. Oh yeah, I had to make two more milkshakes for her because she debuted her newly acquired pregnancy card on me. I sigh and shrug, going back in my mind.

“It was so much fun, but tiring too. They would have to take so many scenes again because the guys were fooling around or something.” I chuckle at the memory “Elizabeth makes SO many faces when she’s not rolling” I laugh now and so does Kelly. “And Aaron putting up that accent… Oh MOTHER” My memory travels back to those moments.

《 Avengers:Age of Ultron set 》

I pretend I’m freezing something putting my best concentrated face. Then, as rehearsed, I turn and my character accidentally freezes the floor. Causing Pietro to slip and slide all the way to me, colliding with my body and throwing us both to the floor. Once they’re done with Aaron ‘slipping and sliding’ they make us lay on the floor, him in top of me. We make the take and my character apologizes many times as Aaron stands and I do too. “You’re gonna get me to die” he says angrily in the heavy accent. He is very close, his breath moving my hair, my character looks down in shame. “I.. I can’t help it” she says in a low voice, but Pietro is gone.

《 Back in 2017 》

“I bet you got all kinds of feelings having him that close” Kelly teases and I snort “You have NO idea”

“I don’t know how you people do it” she says shaking her head “I’d literally die right there having a daddy like Captain America so close” “Kellyy!” I scold and she laughs “You have a boyfriend for God’s sake” “He’s in like China or something girl, don’t worry” “Oh my, poor man” .

“ Anyhow, well when you work for movies like this your character has a reputation to live up to. You gotta transform yourself into another person because there is people that have read about this characters since they were kids and you gotta give your best and it’s exhausting. But the cast is by the most part so nice and all goofs, they make everything better…” My mind lingers for a bit longer “Gosh I miss Aaron in set with us, he smiles so much” I say and Kelly rests her chin on her hand.

“Anyway… um, the guys are the worst you should see them” I laugh trying to get Aaron’s face out of my head. “Captain America kissed Iron man once” her eyes go wide, he face lighting up “There is no evidence” I shake my head slowly and she fake cries.

“And I learned that Hemsworth loves to get wet” I wink as she drools at the image playing on her head.

“Yup, sounds like a good job” she states. I snort, she wasn’t wrong.

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[TKA Fan Radio Drama] Glory Professional Alliance Sports Meet (with translated transcript)


One of those fan radio drama from a couple of years back. It’s pretty fun~

Many of the voices actors that took part in this ended up officially in the animation for characters such as Ye Xiu, Huang Shaotian, Steam Bun, Han Wenqing. This fan radio drama is actually one of the reasons why they ended up in their respective roles. I really love the voice acting here!

Someone put up the transcript so I took liberties to loosely translate it here. Many thanks to Amsdia & Merlin for doing a quick proofread!

I was halfway into the translation when I realised that people who finished the book probably don’t need this translation. -o- People who are following the English translation of the novel probably aren’t familiar with half of the characters here. There’s also bunch of spoilers… Oh well…. You’ve been warned.



Translation:


Glory Professional Alliance Sports Meet


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Chapter 17 - A Stiff Virus

Chapter One & Two  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5  Chapter 6  Chapter 7  Chapter 8  Chapter 9  Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21


It was pleasant to wake up without a set schedule for the day. You knew EXO were busy with a couple of TV appearances and 2 photo shoots all day so you were off the hook for any lesson requests until the evening. You laid in bed for about an hour before finally getting up to shower. Your need for coffee was greater than the need for comfort. You got dressed and headed out to grab yourself a coffee and snack. You took your time walking back to the apartment building, it was a lovely day out so you walked along the Han River enjoying the beauty of the neighbourhood.

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Okay, so obviously I saw Dear Evan Hansen and now I’m going to tell you all about it, because several people have asked.

So the show started at 7, but we went down the the theatre at about 5:30. We waited around until the security came and started forming the line. They opened the doors and sent us inside, so we could stand in line again. It was a little weird, but we were first in line so it was okay. Eventually a guy opened the door and let us in, and my sister and I just sprinted up the stairs. We got to our seats and sat down, and we were the first people in there and it was pretty weird to see the theatre completly empty.

We went to buy merch, but the lady at the merch cart couldn’t get the lock undone. She was pretty young and really sweet. My sister actually opened the lock for her xD. It was pretty funny. We saved the merch stand. Then obviously we waited for a while for the show to start and I was just shaking the whole time. Eventually the “silent your cellphones” thing went off and my sister grabbed my hand and we saw Ben come out and obviously then the show started and I was shaking and my sister and I were crushing each other’s hands the entire time and I was just completely enthralled with this show. I made some notes during intermission about the first act:

So at the beginning when Connor gets up and leaves the table, he doesn’t have a backpack like he did in the boot. Maybe the chair falling was a problem. Also, why don’t I have a professional recording of Mike Faist saying “FUCK YOU”

Connor’s face when Cynthia says he’s not high XD. Oh Michael.

“Am I not laughing hard enough for you?” Was like almost seductive? 😄 And then Jared looked legitimately terrified and almost tripped over Evan trying to get away.


I know other people talk about this a lot but hot damn when Mike goes “I rub my nipples and start moaning with delight” is quite possibly the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. It’s hard to focus on all three boys at once but 👌

Will like leaped onto the stage when he went “HOLY SHIT” and it was adorable.

So during Requiem, all three Murphys are holding paper and Cynthia just holds it, Larry folds it up and puts it in his pocket, and Zoe crumples it up. Idk I just liked that a lot.

So you can see some of Connor’s room via projection and there is a no smoking sign and a hand giving you the finger on the wall. We also have matching Camelback water bottles.

Ben crying on the floor was just…omg he was just. I could go on for hours about Ben I’m not even kidding every bit of praise for this boy is deserved one hundred percent.

Ben and Laura’s riffs in If I Could Tell Her. Like it was a riffing party y'all.

Cynthia sobbing into Connor’s pillow during Requiem had me shookethened

Mike nearly ran into the screen during Sincerely Me when get goes “WELL ANYWAY!!”

BEN’S SEAT WAS SUPER POOFED in the scene with For Forever. Like the other three chairs were normal but Evan’s had a GIANT pillow on it.

I’m surprised they didn’t have to mop the floor between acts. Y'all talk about Fankhauser’s spit but damn Platt.

I never once doubted Michael Park’s talent, but…but like words can not describe how insanely talented this man is. When he sings 💜💚💜💚

That was just the first act. I have a lot of feelings about the second as well, obviously Ben SLAYED Words Fail and Rachel was just 😍😭😍😭😍 but also:

Props to Will and Kristolyn for carrying those background vocals. Like 500/10. Damn.

Connor standing there during Words Fail was heartbreaking

The Murphys during Words Fail were heartbreaking

People laughed randomly during To Break In A Glove and it wasn’t even at funny bits?!

The “Let’s throw a kegger” scene was so funny y'all have no idea.

The second half is a little blurry b/c I didn’t immediately write everything down but those are the parts I really remember well.

Overall:

Connor is a bouncy boy. He bounces a lot. And his hair is so floofed. So pretty too. XD

Jared’s laughs make my life. Cleared my skin.

Ben Platt is just…I can’t. Give the boy a Tony. Also Give Mike a Tony. Please. His micro expressions and just the little things he does make his Connor believable at the beginning, and make Not-Connor a very interesting character to observe.

Also give Michael Park some awards please. Like damn.

Rachel Bay Jones is not only the sweetest person alive she is also a ridiculously talented woman and I feel bettered as a person for having seen her.

Jennifer Laura Thompson has the ability to make me feel everything Cynthia felt and I’m just shook.

I HAVEN’T TALKED ABOUT LAURA DREYFUSS YET. OMG I am so blessed rn. I’ve never been a big Zoe fan until tonight. She made me understand every bit of that character and things I’ve felt like are missing make a lot more sense now. And her face during Words Fail was just killing me. Every bit of her performance was amazing.

Kristolyn Lloyd deserves SO MUCH MORE than she gets. I love her and want to hug her.

Will. FREAkING. Roland. We all know I am the #1 Will Roland fan, and tonight just made it a thousand times worst. Like he is such a great actor and It’s so disappointing that he doesn’t get appreciated like he should. He is so much more than the Jokes Boy™. I would die for him. We made a solid five seconds of eye contact during the end of You Will Be Found. The whole You Will Roland Be Found thing is true. I was found by Will Roland.


Okay, so after the show we headed straight to the stagedoor(obviously after curtain call, which I already made a comment about earlier)and right as we got there Michael Lee Brown was walking away and I said “Hi Michael!” And he turned and waved as he walked away from the theatre. He is a beautiful boy. We waited for a bit before Michael Park came out. We were right by the door, and Michael went all the way to the other end and came back. I already posted about what he said to us, but it was really sweet that he took the time to talk to us and acknowledge our attire.

Then it started raining. We waited around for a bit in the rain, chatting with the girl that stood next to us. She had been seeing a lot of shows and was telling us about meeting some other Broadway stars. She was very nice. We then heard some screaming across the street and I was like “IS IT COREY!” and it was Corey!! So we ran across(my show was untied and I almost slipped on the wet street) the street to the Jacob’s and stood there waiting for him. My youngest sister saved our spot since she didn’t know who Corey was. She also kept my Playbill.

As we waited for Corey Rachel came out, but like we met Corey, and talked for a second and then got back right as Rachel got to our spot so it all worked out.

Like I said, Corey was really sweet and got excited to sign my Newsies bag and then took pictures with my sister and I. We were standing at the opening for min to leave (Laura and Corey both had cars waiting for them) so he walked around the cars with us and told us to be careful crossing the street.

Then Rachel was really nice again. She was telling us about how it’s a lot of work doing 8 shows a week, but it’s very rewarding and she is glad to do it.

A few minutes later they informed us that no one else was coming out so we headed back to our hotel, it was still raining, so I wasn’t surprised that they didn’t come out.

Sorry this is so long but I can’t put a cut because I’m on mobile.

Avery (Sam Drake x Reader)

Hey!

This one took me awhile to write because I had so many ideas I wanted to include in it. There are time lapses in this so I hope thats not confusing. Also, I would love some more suggestion if anyone has any ideas! I hope you guys enjoy!

Characters: Sam x Reader

Warning: None

Word Count: 3,139

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*3 Months*

“Sam!” you call up the stairs tapping your foot impatiently.

“I’m coming!” He called down

“Why am I the one who’s always waiting! Shouldn’t this be the other way around.” You huff walking from the door back into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. Opening the fridge you notice that Sam had finished the rest of the cherries. This was it, this was your breaking point with the man you called your husband.

“Ready.” You stand upright looking at your husband dressed in a navy suit, his suit jacket draped over his arm. He looked so handsome but his attractiveness could not subdue your frustration, not this time. “How do I look?” Sam smiled charmingly, striking a pose.

“You ate the rest of the cherries.” your voice is even and steady trying to maintain your composure. Sam’s brow furrows at your words.  

“We can pick up some more on our way back from the restaurant babe.” His solution wasn’t enough.

“That’s not the point Sam.” You take a breath placing your face in your hands.

“Babe, they’re just cherries.” Sam had yet to move from his spot in the doorway of the kitchen.

“No, I specifically asked you to save me some!” Your voice raises slightly

“Okay, I’m sorry.” His words were far from sincere, you could tell he just wanted this to be over so you two could leave and he could get out of that suit.

“Samuel” You warn feeling the anger bubbling in your stomach.

“Are you really going to throw a fit over cherries.” Sam stares at you in disbelief “You’re being ridiculous-“ Before he can finish you find yourself crying uncontrollably. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! What’s with the tears?” Sam was now in front of you, one hand on your shoulder the other under your chin lifting your head so he could look at you.

“You ate my cherries, I’ve been waiting for you for a half hour, and you promised you’d take out the trash but it’s still by the back door!” You cry dropping your head against his shoulder as his arms wrapped around you waist.

“I’m sorry babe, I really am.” This time his words are sincere. You feel his hand on your stomach, his thumb rubbing your newly forming baby bump.

“I think- I’m- be-ing hormonal.” You stutter out through sobs, feeling Sam’s chest rumble from laughter.

“Maybe just a little.” Pulling away you wipe your eyes noticing that Sam had a funny look on his face.

“What?” You immediately become self conscious.

“Nothing!” His voice is higher than usual which was his tell when he lied to you.

“Sam, what!” You’d demand watching as his face turns unsure.

“You kind of-“ He pauses “You fucked up your makeup.” Sam settles for the blunt approach, clearly not realizing that his very emotional, newly pregnant wife would just cry more.

“Sam” You begin to cry pathetically again.

“Whoa, the water works gotta stop.” His words are followed by a laugh as he brings you back into his chest, the smell of cigarettes clinging to the fabric.

“I’m gonna go fix my ugly face.” You try to move around Sam his arms tightening around you.

“Now who said you were ugly?” Sam’s finger finds its way under your chin again so you two are gazing into each other’s eyes. “You are the most beautiful woman in the whole world. I have no idea how I got so lucky.” Tears flood your eyes again.

“You’re such a sweet heart” you whisper holding back your sobs.

“Please don’t cry again.” He smiled kissing your lips softly.

“I’ll try” You whisper against his lips. Sam kisses you more passionately his thumb wiping the tears from your cheek.

“Now, cmon. I promised Nathan we wouldn’t be late.” You gaze into each other’s eyes.

“Maybe just a little late.” You kiss him again unbuttoning the first two buttons of his shirt.

“Babe, I promised him.” Sam groaned as you kissed and sucked up his neck tattoo.

“But Sam.” You whispered placing your hand on his already present bulge.

“Fuck it, we can be late.” Sam’s arms move quickly hosting you into the air bridal style.

“Wait I have to pee!”

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“Finally! Where the hell have you two been?” Nathan was standing with Elena outside the restaurant.

“I had a melt down over cherries.” You say with a smile, Nate gave you a strange look.

“She’s not kidding she actually did.” Sam added rolling his eyes, you slap his arm jokingly.

“Aren’t you allergic?” Elena asked you a giddy smile on her face.

“Not like deathly allergic, but I do get itchy.” You smile hugging your sister-in-law

“When I was pregnant with Cassie all I craved was chocolate covered potato chips.” Elena laughed

“Sam, those sound so good!” You turn to your tall husband an amused smirk on his face.

“We can grab some on the way home.” He kissed your head turning to his younger brother.

“Did we miss the reservation?”

“Drake!” A woman called from the door.

“That’s us!” Nathan waved “No, you got lucky this time!” He pointed at Sam as if he was threatening him.

“You’re right, I did get lucky.” Sam winked at Nate making him laugh and slap his older brother on the shoulder.

“Sam, wait for me I have to pee!” You call after your husband who stops in his tracks to wait for you.

“You’re glowing (Y/N)” Elena said genuinely.

“Thank you! I feel so fat though and I’m constantly peeing.” You admit

“You’re just starting to show, it’s normal don’t worry.”

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*6 Months*

The drumming of rain beats against the roof top, lighting flashing through the window. Sitting on your bed your fingers run over the newly washed sheets, the smell of lavender filling the air from your candle on your night stand. With a sigh you lean back into your pillows shifting slightly because of the discomfort of your growing belly. Bringing your attention back to the Tv situated in front of you across the room, you watch as the scary movie you picked comes to a close. You can’t help but feel slightly uneasy, your mind is racing over the details of the movie, thunder echoing through the air. You weren’t a full believer in ghosts, you never really thought about it until now. Looking around your empty bedroom you can’t help but want your husband by your side to quell your discomfort, but you knew he was busy with work and had asked for peace and quiet so he could do research. The floor boards creek unexpectedly making you jump, placing your hand on your chest you chuckle at yourself. Sam told you not to watch any scary movies because he knew how paranoid you got afterwards. Just like the night the two of you watched ‘When a Stranger Calls’ and you made him check the whole house because you were convinced the two of you weren’t alone.

“Jesus, you scared me!” You laugh waiting for a response from Sam but you hear nothing. “Sam?” You ask getting up from the bed and peaking into the dark hallway. No one was there.

“Sam?” You call again a little more frantically. Once again no answer. Your heart sinks at the sight of nothing.

Sweat begins to pool on your brow, heart pounding, hands shaking. Stepping out of the room the darkness of the hallway is too much for you so you run to the light switch. Squinting your eyes as the light turns on, instinctively holding your pregnant stomach in defense. Everything is in its usual spot, nothing out of the ordinary. Taking a sigh of relief you pick up Sam’s discarded clothes he left in the hallway bringing them back into your shared bedroom.  

“It’s okay, it’s all okay” you whisper to yourself trying to calm your racing heart. Throwing Sam’s clothes into the laundry basket, thunder sounds outside scaring you to the point you let out a high pitched scream. 

“Fuck!” You half yell, covering your mouth, your heart beating out of your chest. The realization that it was only thunder makes you feel foolish but you can not help the adrenaline pumping through your veins. Sitting on the edge of the bed you try and gather yourself, holding your stomach.

“Babe!?” Sam’s voice boomed through the house as you heard him run up the stairs and into your room. “Are you okay, what’s wrong!?” Sam was just as frantic as you were only a few seconds ago.

“Yeah, yeah, the thunder startled me.” you admit, cheeks flushing red at the embarrassment. You watched as Sam’s muscular shoulders visibly relaxed. Sitting down next to you, Sam wraps one arm around your shoulder while his other hand rest on your protruding stomach. 

“You scared the shit out of me.” Sam sighed into your ear kissing your cheek firmly, his stumble scratching against your soft skin.

“I scared myself!” You giggled lightly feeling much more at ease having him next to you. His hand rubbed your stomach lovingly.

“He’s kicking!” Sam exclaimed kneeling on the floor in front of you, both of his hands were on your stomach now.

“Sam we don’t know if it’s a boy.” You correct for what seems like the millionth time. Like usual Sam didn’t answer his attention fully fixed on the movement coming from your belly. Sam placed a kiss on your stomach a content sigh falling from his lips.

“I have a little more work to do and then I’ll come to bed.” Sam stood kissing your forehead and then your stomach one last time.

“Okay, I’m gonna get ready for bed.”

“What movie did you end up watching?” Sam asked stopping in the doorway.

“Nothing you’d like.” You smile not wanting to admit to Sam that you ignored his wishes and watched ‘The Conjuring’.

“Sounds like a blockbuster!” Sam says sarcastically exiting the room and disappearing back downstairs.

Getting up from the foot of the bed you make your way to the bathroom. Doing your nightly rituals you find yourself staring at your pregnant belly.

“Wow, I’m huge” you whisper. Noticing something out of the corner of your eye you turn quickly jumping as you watch a towel fall from its hook. 

“What the actual fuck” you squeal running from the bathroom and jumping on your bed. 

You frantically scramble to get under the covers, your heart returning to its racing speed from earlier. Hiding under the covers you flinch at the sound of the wind whistling outside followed by the loud boom of thunder.  You curse yourself internally for watching such a scary movie on your own. To proud to call your husband upstairs you peek your head out from under the blankets assuring yourself that no one was in your room besides yourself. Mustering up the little courage you had, you blow your lavender candle out and shut off your lamp. Trying to distract yourself you try and focus on other things but your mind keeps wandering back to the thought you were being watched. An hour ticked by and then another and you were still sleep deprived, under the covers, mind racing, body shaking. Finally exhaustion took over and you found yourself falling into the darkness.  

Footsteps echoed from the hallway into your dark bedroom startling you awake. Not thinking you grabbed a pillow throwing it with all your might at the shadowy figure entering the room.

“What are you doing?”  The voice snapped making its way to the bed. Petrified you bolted out of the bed grabbing your candled ready to throw it in defense. The lamp flicked on and you threw the candle in the direction of the man. “What the fuck!” Sam yelled, the sound of glass shattering filling your ears.

“Jesus!” You yell sinking to the ground your heart beating uncontrollably.

“What the fuck are you doing!” Sam’s eyes were fixed on you, his face contorted in anger. “You’re lucky that didn’t hit me!” He yelled even louder than before startling you once more.

“You scared me!” Your voice cracks

“You watched that god damn scary movie didn’t you.” Sam paused “Didn’t you!?” His voice raised again.

“Yes, okay yes! I watched the movie!” You stay seated on the floor angry at yourself.

“The doctor told you to avoid stress. I don’t know why you think watching a scary movie would be a good idea.” Sam scolded gesturing to the television.

“I don’t know” You whisper feeling like a dejected child.

“I’m gonna clean this mess up.” Sam huffed storming out of the room. 

Feeling dumb  you get off the floor and make your way to the bathroom, tears falling from your eyes. Washing your face and trying to calm yourself down you can hear Sam grumbling to himself as he cleans up the broken glass. Sam appears in the doorway behind you. You watch him in the the mirror as he tosses the scraps of your favorite candle into the trash. Turning our attention back to the sink in front of you, you jump as Sam wraps his arms around you, hands resting your your stomach.

“Please no more scary movies.” His warm breath ghosted your ear.

“I’m so sorry Sam.” Your voice is hushed.

“It’s fine, now c’mon let’s go to bed.” You turn around smiling a guilty smile up at your very tall, very handsome husband.

“Please don’t be mad at me.” you say standing on your tiptoes, you place a soft kiss on Sam’s lips.

“You promise not to throw any more candles at me?” His sarcasm was not lost on you but you chose to ignore it.

“I promise.” You kiss him again, biting your lip as Sam’s hands wandered to your ass.

“Bed?” He winks at you causing a shiver to shoot up your spine and for the first time tonight you didn’t mind it.

“Wait I have to pee first!”

“Of course you do”

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*9 Months*

“Doesn’t hot sauce induce labor?” Sam’s voice came from behind you.

“I mean it can?” You mumble a mouth full of food.

“You sure put a lot of hot sauce on that babe.” Looking up at your husband, you reached up pressing your thumb into his furrowed brow.

“Relax, it’s fine.” You try to reassure him “We should go on a walk today, it’s so nice out.” Sitting at the counter you can’t help but notice the frown on your husbands face. “What?”

“Don’t walks induce labor too?” Sam’s fingers were drumming on the granite counter top. Sam had been extremely fidgety and uneasy all week but today was worse than usual.

“Are you okay?” You ask taking another bite.

“Yeah.” Sam says defensively.

“Sam, I’m your wife. I know when you’re lying.”

“Fine.” He grumbles, arms across his chest.

“Sam, whats wrong?” You place your fork down. Sam stays quiet eyes fixed on the counter that separated the two of you. “Babe?” You ask again standing and waddling over to the tall man.

“Your due date in next week.” He states factually.

“It is.” You nod, taking Sam’s hand in yours.

“I don’t know if I’m ready to be a dad. What if I’m bad at it.”  Sam’s eyes were still avoiding yours. It clicked finally, Sam’s strange behavior all made sense. He was nervous about becoming a father. After spending so much time in prison thinking his life may never be normal one can only imagine the stress he was under. The fact his own father had abandoned him must be weighing on him more than ever.

“You are the most wonderful man I have ever met, I wouldn’t want anyone else to be the father of my child Sam. You’re going to be an amazing dad, I promise!” Grabbing his other hand you move in his line of vision.

“I-“ Sam’s eyes welled with tears as he looked away from you.

“Sam” You whine feeling yourself becoming emotional

“I’m just scared.” He whispered looking at you with so much love in his eyes.

“I am too.” You admit whipping the tears from his eyes.

“I just-“ Before Sam could finish his sentences you felt a warm wet sensation run down your leg.

“Fuck!” You say, stepping away from the love of your life.

“What?”

“I either just pissed myself or my water broke.” Looking up from the puddled on the floor you see the pure panic in Sam’s eyes.

“Your due date isn’t until next week though!” Sam pleads. A sharp pain shoots up your body causing you to brace yourself against the counter.

“Fuck Sam! Get the bag!” you bite out in pain.

“Babe, are you sure this is it? I mean you are constantly peeing maybe it’s-” Sam’s voice was in a higher register, the panic taking over.

“Yes Sam, I just pissed myself and am in an abnormal amount of pain for no reason!” you hiss

“Shit, I’ll- um-“ Sam stood in front of you motionless.

“Get the goddamn car and bag Sam!” You finally yell. Sam ran to the door gathering everything you needed. He had your hospital bag packed for months and by the front door.  Walking yourself in the same direction you felt the panic set in.

“Where the hell are the car keys!?” Sam yelled from upstairs.

“Sam, you don’t panic when people are trying to kill you or your when your life’s in danger! You better no panic now!” You yell sitting on one of the stairs pain racking through your body. Loud footsteps stomped down the stairs and then past you as Sam continued his search for the car keys. “If you put them back where I asked you to we wouldn’t be having this problem!” You scold him

“Found them!” He shouts from the kitchen  

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“I can’t believe you kicked me out of the delivery room.”

“I can’t believe you thought it would be okay to get me pregnant.”

“I don’t think that’s purely my fault.” Both of you laughed lightly at Sam’s words.

“We have to decide on a name.” You turn to your husband who had the most loving look on his face as he held your newborn child. Seeing Sam like this was so new to you, you had never seen him so infatuated  before.

“What about Avery?” Sam asks rocking your daughter back and forth.

“I like Avery.” You laugh “I hate how people are already giving us parenting advice.” You complain thinking back to the slew of people who had visited you in the past few hours.

“Yeah, it’s like they think we aren’t capable enough of screwing up our kid on our own.” Sam jokes making you roll your eyes.

“So are we settled on Avery?” you ask

“Yes, Avery Drake”

Eighteen.

Titled: Eighteen 

Warnings: very minor language maybe none at all, nothing too bad for the first part, I want to reel you in fast but break all of your hearts slowly.

Word Count: 1,503

Cast of characters: Y/N, Leonard McCoy, Kirk, and Spock.

A/N: I just started writing a little piece and it turned into this! 

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Your neck and shoulders ached. It had to be due to the position you rested on . Nothing a few morning stretches can’t fix. You quietly went about getting yourself ready for your day in your quarters. You had to be at your station on time or you would receive a tardy. You were aware that it sounded kind of juvenile but that was Star Fleet. 

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The Contest-Part 21

To celebrate Supernatural’s 15th season, the producers have decided to hold a contest to cast an unknown in a recurring role as Sam’s rumored love interest.  They are doing open casting calls all over the country.  Your best friend Nikki wants to go and she drags you along.

A/N: My inspiration for Nikki is the one and only Red, AKA@oriona75.  So I am actually telling two stories here, Jared and Readers, and Sam and Gemini’s.  It flips back and forth, so try and keep up! :)

Characters: Jared Padalecki, Reader, Best friend Nikki(OC) Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins, Mark Sheppard, Mark Pellegrino, Rory Montgomery (OC), PA Emily (OC) Cliff, Other Supernatural cast and crew

A/N: The song the reader sings during karaoke is A Thousand Years by Christina Perri.  It’s one of my Favorites.

Master List

Part 1 (all parts are linked)

“Great, there goes my chance to break it to Nikki gently that Mindy’s here!” I said to Jared.  

“This can’t be good,”  Jensen said quietly.  “I’m gonna go get Misha.”

Jared and I found Nikki standing by the bar, her hands on her hips, glaring at her sister.  “I asked you what you’re doing here, Mindy.  I know there is NO way Y/N invited you!”

“Would you lower your voice, please?” Mindy demanded.  “I’m representing the family.  And I’ve told you before, I go by Melinda now.”

Nikki snorted derisively.  “Whatever, MINDY.  Why are you REALLY here? You’ve never given a shit about me my entire life!  You couldn’t be bothered to come meet Misha when he visited Philly, and you expect me to believe you flew to Vancouver out of the kindness of your heart? Bullshit!”

Mindy rolled her eyes at her younger sister.  “Still holding on to that crap from when we were younger, huh Nik?  Are you ever gonna let that stuff go?  We were dumb kids.  It’s ancient history.  Let it go…. Move on already.”  She tossed back the rest of her drink and signaled the bartender for another.

Nikki got right in Mindy’s face.  “You’re not fooling me for a second with this “the past is the past” crap.  Your just looking to meet someone famous.  Your still as mean and as petty and as shallow as you were in high school.”

“You’d better grab Nikki before she loses it and decks Mindy! Where the hell is Jensen with Misha?” Jared said worriedly.

I patted his arm.  “Don’t worry Babe, I’m on it!  Mindy doesn’t scare me anymore.  Can you go find Emily and bring her here, please?”

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Little One (Jason Blossom x Reader Part 1)

REQUEST: Hey I really love your blog and I was wondering if you could a 5 part Jason Blossom x reader. Jason and the reader had been best friends since the beginning of being a child. Both are now involved in a relationship….with a child. Now both will have to survive school together with a child. (Takes place before Jason’s death and Cheryl is best friends and a good godmother towards their child. And enemies with Polly) Please?

WORD COUNT: 592

WARNINGS: none

A/N: I am so sorry that this took forever to write and that the first part is so short but I promise that the other parts will be much longer. I also changed from the characters being in high school to being in the first year of collage but the main character would have been pregnant during high school so the kid is at least a year old!



Your eyes open quickly, your heart jolting. YOu sat up in bed expecting the usual cries from the crib near your bed but instead your ears were filled with unknown silence. You fling the sheets of your body and race over to the crib. Your heartbeat slows as you see your daughter sleeping peacefully with her tiny mouth open a little. You smile and creep away from the crib slowly, careful not to wake her up.

You make your way down the stairs of your house to the kitchen. Turning the corner you find your Dad pouring himself a cup of hot coffee. Opening the cupboard you pull out a mug and slide it over to him. He smiles at you and pours you a coffee as well. You hold the mug in your hands to warm them

“Is Jason coming around today?” Your Dad asks as he grabs cereal from the cupboard to pour into the waiting bowl on the kitchen bench.

“That’s the plan but he might be too tired to come over after work and college.” You say, taking a long sip of your coffee. You swallow the warm liquid slowly, feeling it travel down to your stomach. You catch your Dad frown a little before pouring milk into his cereal.

“What, why did you make that face?” You ask, setting the mug down on the bench. You Dad sighs and runs his hand through his hair.

“I just think that Jason needs to take more responsibility, Jane is his daughter too and while he supports you financially I don’t think I’ve seen that boy change a single diaper!” He says. You look down at the dark abyss of your coffee, trying to recall something good that Jason had done for Jane recently. Your brain came up with nothing.

“I guess he could to a bit more but his family is a lot different to ours Dad, I grew up with love and care but for Jason, his parents thought that loving and caring for him meant getting the best and most expensive things for him and that’s what he does with Jane.” You say. Your Dad nods and takes your hand.

“I’m not saying Jason is a bad Dad but I think Cheryl has had more to do with Jane then Jason himself.” He says. Just at that moment a light knock on the door echoes through the kitchen. Turning around at the sound of the door opening you see long ginger locks swish in before Cheryl walks in. Dressed in a short white dress and red heels. You raise your eyebrows at her attire as she walks in.

“Hey there, how’s my favourite girl doing?” She asks as she hugs you.

“I’m good.” You say. Cheryl cocks her head at you.

“I was talking about Jane, how is my little pumpkin?” She says before laughing and shoving your arm a little. You smile at the happy godmother.

“Jane is upstairs asleep.” You say. Cheryl nods and sits on the stool beside you.

“Hello Mr (Y/L/N), going off to work today?” She asks.

“Today and every other day Cheryl.” He says, carrying his now finished cereal bowl to the sink. He grabs his bag from the kitchen floor and kisses your head goodbye, waving to Cheryl as he leaves. As the door behind him closes Cheryl’s smile fades and her face turns serious as she turns to look at you. You furrow your brow at her.

“What’s up?” You question
“We need to talk about Jason!” She says.


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